Chapter 33: The Star of Victory Will Shine Upon Us (2)

The last child standing seemed incapable of grasping the concept of death. He blankly stared at his fallen family members, then at the still-smoking barrel of Prosen’s sergeant’s submachine gun.

The sergeant went up to the boy and kicked him over with one foot, then with another foot, snapped his delicate neck.

Wang Zhong was shocked by this bloody scene and snapped back to clarity.

The village wasn’t even occupied yet, and these beasts had begun to massacre! What they intended to do after taking over the village was unimaginable!

No! Wang Zhong forcibly shook his head, trying hard to stay alert.

Because he knew that if there was any chance to turn the tables now, it could only be his own “cheat”.

He had to make full use of the cheat to destroy the enemy’s remaining four tanks.

He looked over at the last tank in the distillery, the tactical number 422 T28 multi-turret tank.

This thinly-armored behemoth couldn’t possibly withstand the enemy head-on. He needed to find a way to get to their side, or even behind them! He had to utilize the “Golden Finger” of the overhead view!

Wang Zhong pulled his view to the farthest, overlooking the entire battlefield.

He noticed something: the smoke from the enemy’s mortar fire hadn’t dispersed yet, so the tanks behind the enemy couldn’t see the situation in the village.

In other words, if he left the village now and took a wide detour outside the village, the enemy’s following tanks wouldn’t be able to see it.

Give such an order to the 422 crew?

Considering the recent performance of the tank troops, the training and combat experience of the Ante Army’s armored forces were questionable...

The rank-and-file soldiers were indeed courageous, but that was all they had.

Most importantly, they didn’t have the overhead view and had no idea of the enemy’s position!

To use this last tank to wipe out the enemy’s four tanks, there was only one way:

I have to personally command this tank!

The moment this thought arose, Wang Zhong switched back to the normal view.

Wang Zhong, “I said get out!”

The corporal hesitated for a moment, “Will I be shot? Deserters are to be executed!”

Wang Zhong, “You’ll be shot if you don’t get out, now get out!”

The corporal clambered out shakily but still stood by the turret, unwilling to leave: “I’m not deserting, it was you, Count, who ordered me out...”

Wang Zhong kicked him off and climbed into the turret himself, putting on the headset.

The corporal lying on the ground called out, “Here’s your tank helmet...”

Wang Zhong couldn’t be bothered with him. His brain simply didn’t have the capacity to consider too much right now, like how being inside the turret increased the chances of survival, or how without a tank helmet, one would be bruised from knocking against the turret. He hadn’t thought about any of these things.

All that he was focused on now was commanding the tank, pulling off a beautiful flanking action to break the enemy’s assault.

After putting on the headset, he realized he could hardly hear anything because of the ringing in his ears.

It was said that early Soviet tank equipment was quite backward, forcing the commander to use a wrench to knock signals for orders. He could only hope that this tank was somewhat more advanced.

Wang Zhong slammed the headset a few times, then his head. The ringing in his ears got even worse.

After all, he had a high fever and a rush of adrenaline. A little ringing was the least of his issues.

Wang Zhong didn’t care anymore and shouted, “Rather than this ringing, give me some battle music!”

Perhaps it was psychological, but the ringing in his ears seemed to take on the rhythms of music.

However, Wang Zhong was too dazed to discern the song.

He didn’t care and gave the order directly: “Move forward! Head out the gate!”

The wreckage of Captain Lubokov’s vehicle provided some cover just outside the gate.

Wang Zhong’s command was executed. The engine of the tank roared, slowly starting to move forward.

The soldiers at the gate hurriedly opened it.